"Stop crying and hurry up and put on some fresh clothes. Look at Ox Demon and Zhu Fei-they're staring like hungry wolves, their eyes full of lust!"
Gan Xin looked at the naked Hu Li before her. Tears covered her enchanting, exquisite face, like pear blossoms drenched in rain, stirring pity. She hugged her knees and sobbed without stopping.
Gan Xin quickly cast a formation, raising a black barrier to block the greedy gazes of Ox Demon and the others. Then she carefully took out a fresh set of clothes and gently placed it beside Hu Li.
Seeing that they could no longer peek, Ox Demon, Zhu Fei, and the others could only speed up their scavenging, snatching the Storage Rings from the ground like a pack of starving rats.
Before long, they had collected every Storage Ring on the ground,
then presented them to Long Ji with the utmost deference, their faces still filled with reluctance to part with them!
Long Ji gave a cold snort, his expression indifferent. The sound was like ice, making Ox Demon, Xu Feng, and the others shudder.
They trembled like fallen leaves in a bitter wind, standing to one side with their heads lowered, not daring to move an inch.
Only then did Long Ji leisurely inspect the Storage Rings. The resources inside were so plentiful that they dazzled the eyes, like an inexhaustible treasury.
Spirit herbs, magic weapons, cultivation methods, spirit stones, pills-the dazzling assortment had everything imaginable, in quantities rivaling the wealth of a mid-sized faction!
Sure enough, only by constantly exploring Secret Realms and killing people for their possessions could one amass wealth this quickly.
Anyone who wished only to cultivate in peace would probably never acquire such riches in an entire lifetime.
Breaking through cultivation levels would also